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    [Font=cambria]He was utterly alone. And lost his appetite. His mom was gone, and he pretty much had nothing left. It was as if he had been dumped at someone's doorstep without given a second thought. Perhaps I'll see her someday. For now, his friends were busy, he had no friends here.
    The young red tabby picked at his mouse, and had only taken a bite out of it. He stared at it, for a moment and began to wonder just whether if he belonged.
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    Seeing the young kit slowly eating his mouse, the femme knew something was up.
    "Yo, dude. What's up?" Poacia asked, walking over to him after she had abruptly yelled out. "And don't you even try the 'nothing' thing, you're barely eating prey and you're sitting here alone. So you can either tell me, or I'll slowly but surely befriend you in an attempt to make you feel better. Actually, that was my plan anway. Moving along, I'm Poacia, what's your name homie?"

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    [font=Cambria]Ok, so he wasn't all that comfortable with lions in the first place, since he was attacked by a big Bloodclan brute about half a moon ago. Luckily, he wasn't scarred, although his muscles ached for weeks on end. "The name's Himalayankit," he grunted as he opened his mouth to think of some excuse, or at least, that was the plan until the lioness started talking. Blah, blah, blah. It was like a steady stream of words, coming right at him.
    He raised a quirked eyebrow. "Just sitting around, thinking," he meowed with a slight smirk upon his maw. He raised his ringed tail and flicked it dismissively. "And that's more than nothing," he added, turning his whole body to face the feline. "So... How are you?"

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    "Himalayankit, huh? Hm... let's see what I can do with that..." The lioness meowed, engrossing herself within her thoughts. "Himalayadude? Hmm... needs a bit of work, but I'll perfect it soon enough." Poacia shrugged slightly, focusing on his next words. "Eh, yeah, more than nothing so I'll take it. And how am I? I'm doing hella fine, how 'bout you?" The DarkClanner was determined to befriend the tomkit, not even realizing that he wasn't listening to about half of what she was saying. Oh well, she was sure they would become friends eventually whether she knew that or not.

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    "Good. My dad and mom and my sister are all active and around, whupping probably has to be the best part."


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    [fancypost bgcolor= white; overflow: auto; width: 225px; height: 250px; color: black; border-radius: 0pt 30pt 0pt 30pt; font-family: georgia; opacity: 0.25; text-align: center]"Well who're your parents then?" Poacia asked, seeing as she had no clue on who this dude's parent's actually were. "I don't remember my parents, I guess my memories of them were wiped."[/fancypost]

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    He didn't know that Tropicalparadise and Askingalexandria were his parents, his memories were altered. "Silentwisp and Hushfall," the red tabby meowed, flicking his tail over the lioness's flank as a likewise sign of comfort. "But... you have all of us as your siblings," he purred lightly. He considered most of the felines that he knew as his siblings that were in Darkclan. Most.

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    [fancypost bgcolor= white; overflow: auto; width: 225px; height: 250px; color: black; border-radius: 0pt 30pt 0pt 30pt; font-family: georgia; opacity: 0.25; text-align: center]"True, DarkClan's my family. I'm glad that I joined this clan, it's a good clan. Everyone here's so close and I feel like I fit it well." Cia meowed, smiling with a nod. "You're a pretty cool dude, I like you." Everything he had said seemed to touch her, it opened her golden oculars to the fact that even though she didn't know who her parents were and she probably wouldn't find out, nor find out if she had any biological family her true family was right here, in DarkClan.[/fancypost]

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    [fancypost bgcolor= white; overflow: auto; width: 225px; height: 250px; color: black; border-radius: 0pt 30pt 0pt 30pt; font-family: georgia; opacity: 0.25; text-align: center]"Haha, thanks dude." Poacia meowed, pretty glad in the end that he helped her out in a way she couldn't exactly imagine to do herself.[/fancypost]

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    [font=Cambria]Himalayankit raised a paw, as if to say "all on me". But instead of these words coming out of his mouth, he meowed,"You know, why don't we do something. You know. To get all of these things off of our minds?" With a mere flick of his tail, the young feline then stood on all fours, glancing back at the other feline.

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    [fancypost bgcolor= white; overflow: auto; width: 225px; height: 250px; color: black; border-radius: 0pt 30pt 0pt 30pt; font-family: arial; opacity: 0.25; text-align: center]"I'm up for it, wanna go take a walk or hunt? Somethin' like that 'ought to get us distracted for a bit." Poacia meowed with a slight shrug, following his suit and getting on all fours.[/fancypost]

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    [font=Cambria]"A walk sounds good; I can't hunt really," he admitted with a cheeky smile as he glanced upwards, his deep blue optics gleaming from under his brow. To get ready for this expedition per say, the young feline then stood onto his paws, and placed his bitter cold pads onto the ground.

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    [fancypost bgcolor= white; overflow: auto; width: 225px; height: 250px; color: black; border-radius: 0pt 30pt 0pt 30pt; font-family: arial; opacity: 0.25; text-align: center]Nodding, she had honestly forgotten that he was a kit for a moment. He seemed so... mature. Huh, the dude was pretty mature for a kid his age, it was hella cool.
    "Alright homie, a walk it is." Poacia meowed, flicking her tail in the direction she would be walking as she began to pad out of the camp.[/fancypost]

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